The ski into the springs was 1.75 miles across the wonderful meadow. The snow was glittery of silver rainbows with windswept texture on the frozen surface. Across the SF Salmon River, the trail continued to meander up a creek that occasionally was steamy. Upon reaching our destination, we were pleasantly amazed. The entire creek is filled with hot spring water, the source if directly from the ground. I personally, have not seen any place this amazingly active since Yellowstone NP. The hot water comes from conical fissures in the rock surface.
Amazing large moss and other plants thrive in the tropical bliss.
We found the pool, filled with debris and mud. Pretty gross. But we went in and moved up towards where the water was still moving and out of most of the gunk. But not away from it enough. Gina and I both were bitten, multiple times, by something in the gunk. We did not feel it until the next morning. Lesson learned: do not go into a gunky hot springs no matter how "natural" it may be.
We left the springs, skied back to the cabin to eat lunch and pick up our gear for the ski out.
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